SURPRISE!

Two chapters in a row, why not expect it? HAHAHAHAHA (malevolent laugh)

This is my way of rewarding you for waiting.

Chapter 47

Dante's POV

We were in the living room of my house enjoying the afternoon, Sophie was sitting on one of the sofas reading a book, Zhalia sitting on the couch doodling in a livery next to her, but on the floor was Lok eating chocolate ice cream from a pot, Cherit sitting at the table playing solitaire, and I, sitting on the couch in front of Sophie reading the newspaper.

Shortly after our trip to Ireland, Lok had been very weird, more than normal, his accent disappeared as soon as Venice floor, he had frequent mood swings, almost always with me and he didn't want to be with me, nor did he pay attention to me, it all started in the training room a few days ago.

Two days after returning from Ireland

Lok and I were in the training room to improve his attacks, he wanted to realize his full potential, as he had done in Ireland.

-Well Lok, let's start.

-I don't feel like training.

-Lok, you have to do it.

-No.- Lok looked angry.

-May I know why?-I turned to him and looked at him seriously.

-I do not want.

-That answer doesn't work for me.

-God! You are unbearable.-Lok!

-Leave me alone! - Lok turned his back on me and headed for the exit - I don't want to train and it's over. I'm going to my bedroom. Stupid vampire.

Present

The last part whispered to him, but I heard him, that day he didn't leave his room until Zhalia came with the purchase. Another strange thing is that he barely eats and sleeps a lot, although it is possible that this is because he only eats a lot of chocolate: milkshakes, brownies, cookies, whole tablets, but especially whole large ice cream tubs.

He is also cuddly, so to speak, he wants us to play with him more than usual, just like we pay attention to him, he doesn't like to be alone, well, he doesn't like to be alone, nor with me, and if he stays alone he does somebody who was upset, yesterday broke a window, told me that he was playing with the ball, but something told me that it had nothing to do with it, maybe it was the scratches I found in a closet in the training room, or maybe his attitude when he gave me the explanation.

Another strange thing is his disappearances, he says that he is going for a walk and disappears a whole day, one morning Zhalia told me that she saw him leave in the middle of the night and did not return until the following night, returned in a bad mood and did not want to give us no explanation, moreover, he growled at us and locked himself in his room. Other days you are depressed and feel sick or feel sick.

Lok has us all worried, we are worried that he has gotten into some mess, to me, to be exact, I am concerned that he is related to people who should not, for all his "symptoms", I am concerned that he has a relationship with drugs It is no secret that the people he lived with before consumed them.

-Lok, are you using drugs?

Lok froze at my question, leaving in the air the scoop of ice cream he was about to eat, blinked a few times and looked at me strangely, then frowned, the others looked at me strangely and then looked at Lok waiting for a answer. For a few moments I regretted asking, but I thought asking it directly was better than not knowing, although you might have to ask it in private.

-What's that about? - Lok was on the defensive.

-You've been behaving weird, and, I don't know, I thought maybe you… well, well, that.- I kept flipping through the newspaper to downplay the matter.

-You're crazy, right? - Lok started to get angry.

-Dante, that's nonsense.- Sophie intervened.

-He hasn't denied it.

-No, Dante, I'm not consuming anything! - Lok was quite angry and was looking at me in a way that I didn't like, it seemed that he was going to throw himself at my jugular.

-I understand, I'm sorry.

Lok kept eating his ice cream, but now in a bad mood, it was clear that he had offended him, but I'm glad he did, if he consumed something he wouldn't have been offended that way, unless he was an expert lying, something he didn't I think. The tension in the environment was too noticeable.

-Hey Lok, you don't transform unless you're depressed?

Zhalia's question caught my attention, and relaxed the atmosphere a bit, Lok tilted his head back to look at her with the spoon in his mouth. I remember that Lok had mentioned something about transforming you should at times and in certain situations depending on your emotions as in Iceland, but I did not understand Zhalia's question.

-What?

-I remember a roommate I had, she was also a demon like you, and she transformed once a month for a week. We have known each other for more than a month and you have not transformed, is it because it is a hybrid or blocking shots so as not to transform you?

-One, the blockers are expensive and their use has unpleasant side effects and two, if I transform.-LoK was thinking a little, it seemed he was doing calculations or something like that.

-I also remember that a week before he behaved differently.-Zhalia smiled funny.

-That has nothing to do with it, it is not uncommon that from time to time the demons behave differently. When we are going to transform, we usually have an obsession.

-Like an obsession?-Sophie asked without understanding.

-To be exact it is a food obsession, it is something that we cannot stop eating.

-Lok- I closed the newspaper and looked at him as seriously as I could and I leaned forward- Your mood swings, your disappearances and most important and worrying, what did you eat 16 chocolate ice cream tubs in four days, three Chocolate tablets, 8 shakes and 1 whole brownie has something to do with it?

Lok looked at me somewhat embarrassed with the spoon in his mouth, then looked at the tub with guilt. I was adorable, I would have liked to take a picture of him, he looked like a little boy who just caught doing something he didn't owe.

-May be- He replied with his mouth full of ice cream feeling very guilty.

-You are going to transform! - Sophie was very excited about the idea.-Yes! It will be super fun.

-No, no, no, no.-Lok got up - I will not spend a week transformed here, I will go back to my old bedroom and be there all week.

-Why? Sophie cried disappointedly.

-To start, as I explained to you, my minds are separated, and I do not control anything that my transformed self does and I do not feel like doing anything for what you then want to kill me, another factor due to this, is that, although I I know, my side of the devil does not, and I remind you that I am technically wild, so I could attack you and most importantly, It is very humiliating!

-Will they let you go back to your old house?- Cherit asked.

-Yes, calm down, sure you didn't notice my absence.

-Lok, there's no problem you stay here.

-Dante - Lok seemed tense - pay attention to me, you don't want me to stay.

-And what about the Organization? They still persecute you if I remember correctly.- Zhalia pointed out

-Quiet, they don't know what my transformed look is like.

-I don't think it's hard to guess- Zhalia joked.

-In any case, I think I'll leave tonight.

Lok left and locked himself back in his room, just left to leave, as he had said. He had collected his things and said goodbye to the girls and Cherit, obviously not me, I was hoping that his hostility towards me would disappear after his transformed week. Shortly after Lok left Sophie left too and Zhalia went to bed, I decided that I would take advantage of the quiet of my house to relax a little, since the boys crashed in my life I have not had much time for me.

The next day I woke up early to train for a while, after a relaxing shower I made breakfast and then picked up a case that was late and caught up. I was not the only one who decided to take advantage of the tranquillity and rest, Zhalia did not get up until one o'clock and decided to spend the day in pyjamas, which consisted of very short pants and a somewhat thin tank top, not that I had any inconvenience , but I had to lock myself in my office to be able to concentrate on work.

In the afternoon I had to go to corroborate my information to be able to see the client and collect, when I had all the evidence and testimonies I needed to stay with the client in a cafeteria. He was not amused that his suspicions about his wife's infidelity were true, much less that he was dating his business partner. The meeting was short and I returned home, Zhalia was watching a movie lying on the couch.

-Zhalia, have you seen Cherit?

-I think he's enjoying, like us, not having to babysit a capricious baby and a puppy.

I couldn't help smiling, I didn't bother to reprimand her for calling Sophie baby, I just sat on another couch and watched the rest of the movie with her, ate anything and went to bed late.

The next day was the same, training, work and rest. Without Lok at home and without any mission involved Sophie had no reason to come, not with Zhalia at home. Cherit returned from him long walk to clear himself and stayed at home doing nothing, Zhalia on her part left to do something she wanted, and according to her, she had been wanting to do for some time.

During the afternoon I got very bored, I was solving monarchical problems and when I finished I had nothing to do. I read a while to entertain myself and accepted another job. By the end of the day I was really bored and with nothing to do, no missions, no work, no distractions.

-Cherit, my life has always been so boring.

Cherit looked at me with the doubt written on his face, but still answered sharply.

-Yes. You had a very boring routine, you said it was the life of a mature adult or something.

-Already…

I went to bed thinking about that, since I had met the boys my day to day was endless stress, worry and anxiety, but my house was full of life, there were many laughs and discussions, there were more distractions and entertainment and I left much more from home. Besides, Zhalia didn't ignore me so much, or at least I think so. In short, I wanted the boys to come back. That night I had strange and unpleasant dreams, the best to end the day and start another.

While having breakfast under Zhalia with his unmistakable pyjamas, I could not help watching him move around the kitchen, I loved how his shirt rose a little every time she raised her arms to take something from the cupboards allowing me to see a little of his back.

- Did you come back late last night?

-Yes, I wanted to have a little fun.

-Where did you go?

I tried to make it sound that I was interested in what I had done, which was true, but at the same time I wanted to know why she had left me lying all afternoon.

-They have opened a Laser tag and I wanted to go try it. And then I went for a drink.

- And how was it?

-I have the record.

We did not talk during the rest of the breakfast, it hurt to know that I had gone to the Laser tag, not that I could not go, but I would have liked him to ask me if I wanted to accompany her. Anyway, there is nothing to do, Zhalia was acting very strange also since we returned, I was worried that our little conversation was the cause.

Today was Saturday and Zhalia decided to go out again all day and Cherit disappeared again. It wasn't even half a day and I didn't know what to do anymore, so I decided to go to visit Lok, after the dreams I had that included the Organization and my boredom I thought the best thing I could do was verify that Lok was fine . Once in the window of his bedroom I knocked, nobody answered, so I tried to open it, closed from the inside, after checking that the interior was empty I went down and tried to enter through the door, with a little of my search engine skills I forced the door and I entered the building. I knew it was the third floor, but I didn't know what letter, luckily the mailboxes gave me the information I needed.

Once I took a deep breath in front of the door of Lok's house, Lok had told us some things, but I certainly didn't know what I was going to find me. Doubting a little, I rang the bell and waited. A gnome opened the door for me, it seemed ornate.

-eh ..., I'm looking for Lok Lambert, is he here?

Instead of answering the gnome he began to laugh and turned away so that it could happen, as soon as I entered, I could notice the amount of smoke that was inside, that and the amount of ashes from the ground. There were several boys in the house, a few vampires sleeping on the couch next to a few cans of beer, a fairy was a little paranoid in a chair and a group of gnomes smoking whatever that was. I walked around the place looking for Lok but I didn't find him anywhere, I went to one of the rooms when something pulled the bottom of my pants, when I looked I saw a very small fox cub growling and breaking my hem.

-But what are you doing?

I moved my foot to scare him and ran half a meter where he sat looking at me, and I quickly realized, the little fox spread its seven tails and its black wings, his whole body was filled with electricity. It was amazing, if I were an adult fox, I would even feel threatened. The fox began to growl at me when one of his tails fell on his head and pushed him against the ground, I couldn't help but laugh a little at that, no doubt it was Lok, a small fox with tails too big for his body. Lok began to play with the tail that had crushed him by biting and coupling it with his legs, I couldn't help taking out his cell phone and recording a video, for future occasions.

I tried to approach to caress him, but as soon as he noticed my presence he scratched my hand and ran away, I grabbed my aching hand and followed him, Lok went through a hole in the wall that was next to a door, I entered the room and It turned out to be Lok's room. I didn't see Lok anywhere and I started looking for him, the room was full of toys and the remains of broken things, especially toilet paper and magazines, I assumed that Lok had been doing his thing. I started to look under the beds and noticed that most of the legs were bitten and / or scratched, and the closet doors completely scratched. I heard a metallic noise in the bathroom and went to look, I found Lok hitting some bowls, I assumed they were for water and food, but they were completely empty, next to them there was a litter box, I ducked down and took one of the bowls and I filled it with water, I went to leave it on the floor and saw Lok drinking toilet water, I blinked a little to process what was happening.

-Lok! What do you do?! Down!

Lok looked at me while he licked, I thought he would obey me, but he ignored me and continued with his as if I did not exist, I frowned and threw the bowl full of water on him, Lok jumped when he soaked it and ran to hide under of one of the bunk beds. I refilled the bowl of water and left it where it was, I took the other bowl and went to get him some food, while I left the room I heard Lok making funny noises, it seemed he was grumbling.

I went to the kitchen, but I did not find anything to feed him, the fridge did not work and they used it as a warehouse for other substances and the food in the cabinets was expired, I returned with Lok and saw him sitting at the window combing his tails, I had forgotten that Lok's fur and water don't get along. I sat on his bed and watched him, he did not finish fixing his hair because he was distracted by a fly I tried to hunt it, but all he could do was to bump into the glass, now I understood why the window was closed. I looked at the room and looked at two things, the first one had a small stool just below the window, Lok was very small so he could not go up to the window directly, and he needed the step stool. And the second thing I noticed was in a bed for animals, it was all broken and the stuffing came out.

It was all a disaster, I tried to stroke Lok again, but I growled and decided to leave him, I said goodbye and left, I knew I was going to regret it, but I had to.

Dante's POV end

Zhalia's POV

After Ireland I was very confused, I had disappointed Claus and Dante, and myself, my head was chaos. I had to admit that when Lok said he was leaving I had no intention of stopping him, and best of all, Sophie left and didn't come back. I was going to have a week without heavy babies hanging around here, only Dante, Cherit and me, but Cherit doesn't bother much and can become a great company. However, after three days off, everything fell apart and chaos broke out.

When I walked through the door I found a completely shattered living room, one of the chairs was scratched at the bottom and with all the stuffing scattered everywhere, several cushions were the same and on the floor, on the carpet there was a stain rare, like other furniture, which had not been saved from being attacked. To make matters worse, the room reeked.

-Dante?!

-In the kitchen!

I went with Dante and was surprised when I saw him, he was sitting on the floor next to the countertop, full of scratches and bites, his arms, hands, neck and even his face had been scratched. The worst was that he was smiling, not a smile of satisfaction, but one of apology, it seemed that he begged "please Zhalia, don't kill me." I kept watching the kitchen, it was in better condition, just a few scratches here or there on some leg of a chair, and a little ... sand? on the floor. Whatever it was that had caused all the destruction did not reach very high. Next to Dante was an animal bed, and two bowls with its metal support.

-Tell me you haven't adopted an animal.

-I haven't adopted any animals- Dante said it very seriously and I believed him- I've done something worse.

I got tense, it could be worse than a pet, two? Dante turned around covering what he hid with his body, put a plastic glove on one hand and showed it to me. I opened my eyes a lot, it couldn't be. Dante was holding a metal cage, inside there was a small ball of adorable hair that looked like a dishevelled teddy, it was a tiny little fox, he was scared of Dante, he had ... seven tails, some blue hair, two black wings? AND HIS BODY WAS CARDDO OF ELECTISITY, MAKING ALL THE CAGE BE ELECTRIFIED?! Hence the plastic glove.

-No, please no.

-Yes.

-Do not

-Yes

-No! - My "yes" were increasingly pleading and the "no" most resigned Dantes systems.

-Yes

-Why?

-I couldn't leave it there, it's very thin because nobody put food on it and ... drank water from the toilet, Zhalia, from the toilet.

-Has destroyed the living room

-Yes ... - Dante seemed depressed. - I released him a little so that he became familiar with the house while I healed my wounds and arranged his things, when I returned he had destroyed everything he had within reach and had urinated on the carpet and in some furniture.

-I don't clean anything, and I'm not going to stay.

-Zhalia, please, I need help. Look how he gets every time he sees me.- Dante lifted the cage more- And look how he left me, nor has the Organization done this to me.

I looked at him with the most intense look I could and I looked more at him, he had his clothes broken by several places, especially the sleeves and the bottom of his pants, the poor raincoat was not saved from Lok's claws or his teeth. He was somewhat pale and very dishevelled; Lok must have given him a few downloads. I sighed resignedly, if I left them it was only possible that Dante or the house will not survive. Dante smiled satisfied

-As I pee in my things I kill you and leave you with him to eat your body.

Zhalia's POV end